"Senior Brother?" Long Chen frowned slightly. It seemed only First-class Disciples could be Boatmen. Otherwise, why would Second-class Disciples from the Second House bother calling someone "Senior Brother"?
Long Chen glanced at Qiu Ming's boat. It could probably carry twenty more people, and a Second-class Disciple could earn one hundred thousand Human Martial Beads per trip. Twenty people would amount to two million Human Martial Beads. While two million was not a small sum, ahead were the First-class Disciples of the First Division, each paying one million Human Martial Beads per trip. Twenty people would amount to a whopping twenty million Human Martial Beads!
Qiu Ming must know who pays more, yet he still starts picking up passengers from the Bing Institute's area. There must be rules governing this.
Whatever. The boat isn't even mine, and I'm not a Boatman. Since I'm already breaking the rules, I might as well just ferry First-class Disciples.
